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"Hurry up! We gotta go. We are to bypass 3rd ID in Baghdad and take the northern part of Iraq."…
I will be going to St Jude Cardiac Rehab for my clinical. This week I could not start my clinical rotation because I did not have clearance from the hospital administration. However, I spoke to my preceptor Maria and arranged to start my first day of clinical on next week Thursday, which is September 1st, from 10 AM to 6 PM. There are two programs: one is traditional cardiac rehab and other one is ‘Ornish’ program. Next week I will attend Wednesday and Thursday, so I can have experience of both programs. I am very excited and looking forward to start my Community Health Clinical program…
One might wonder what a fifteen-year-old was doing standing atop a thirty-yard dumpster, chainsaw in hand, and yelling, "Give me more! It can hold more!" During my ninth grade year I saw an opportunity to complete my Eagle Scout project, helping the Lenape Valley Church remove massive piles of downed pine branches fallen during an early March ice storm, creating an eyesore and complaints from the local community. The project I was tackling was Herculean, and I, compared to now, very inexperienced at leading people. But it is Boy Scout’s duty to give back to his community and I had promised that the enormous piles of branches and snow would be gone before Easter.…
Pow! Right smack in my forehead crushing my skull. The metal baseball bat knocked in my skull. It was a warm sunny day in the middle of the summer. Joey, my brother, was hitting tennis balls over my house. Little 10 year old me was playing in the yard and my brother purposely pushed me far away so he wouldn’t hit me. Oh how I was a stupid little kid. I was intrigued by what he was doing so I started wandering over to like how not knowing little kids do. As I approached my brother he was so focused on himself that he did not see me. When I finally reached him he had just set up to hit another ball. He hits the ball, but on his back rotation, the bat makes contact with my head. I fell hard on the pavement. Before I went unconscious I heard my…
In eighth grade, the 2018 graduates including me visited Washington D.C. After months of preparing we finally landed in the Capitol. Truth be told I wasn’t in a really great mood, before I leaving I had an allergic reaction to a spray of Axe. Many events happened during the trip, but the most memorable event was viewing the Vietnam Memorial. The two 250 feet long obsidian colored walls stood at eight inches and met at at their highest point 10 feet.…
It was a chilly day on March 6, 2007. Me and my family were on 495 going to the Holy Cross Hospital with a slight delay of traffic. For some reason, I kept fiddling with my fingers, I was really nervous to see him. We took the exit 31A and we all shifted to the left since it was a sharp turn to the right. My big sister, Maisie, was on my shoulder and we shifted her head fell on my lap. She woke up and asked where we were. “We are almost there Maisie” my Dad said. We stopped at the traffic light and I fiddled with my fingers some more. “Stop fiddling with your fingers!” Maisie whispered to me. In my head, I say “I can’t, he is the first boy of the family, the first! Besides me!” I stopped fiddling and looked at the huge structure in front of me, The Holy Cross Hospital.…
When you are someone’s support system you take on multiple roles that indirectly deteriorate your self preservation. Being a listener or a shoulder to cry on, requires sacrifices that, in the moment, you do not even recognize as imposing. Voluntarily and willingly being there for someone begins with the unwavering doubt that you and your own problems cannot and will not prevail over your person’s immediate crisis. Depending on the duration of your duty, a somewhat selfish thought of inconvenience is bound to surface. But, that wave of retraction is almost always combatted by a riptide of dedication and loyalty that brings you back to sea, where all you can do is tread. In turn, the suppression of self regarding issues regularly comes with a layer of obligation and a sting of bitterness.…
Being able to go to Baltimore with RCC would mean a lot to me. This is my last semester before I graduate and then I will be in school to be a paramedic; so this will be my last opportunity to have one of these once in a lifetime experiences with my classmates. I have made several life long friendships while going on these trips and have been able to see more of the United States then I probably ever would have. From listening to Mr. Martin I have learned how to appreciate art and now I go into a museum and am excited instead of bored. I have been able to stand in places that history was made and see just how much we are not taught but how readily available it is to us if we just look. I have learned invaluable life lessons while on these…
Imaging its a beautiful day in December you wake up to the calming cold crisp feelings of the air the snow is like tiny angels falling from the heavens. You walk down stairs to the welcoming aroma of breakfast filling your lungs as you walk into the dining room your mouth water like the Niagara Falls. You look around only to soon realize that you are home alone with a note on the refrigerator from your parents "we're off to the store we'll be back in less than an hour there is breakfast on the table" after she eat she goes back upstairs to wash up she gets dressed and walks down stairs to encounter her parents are home she notices that they are both unhappy and asks what is wrong she her mouth looks at her and tells her to sit down next to…
Hospital Internship: Eight hours a week I travel to Catawba Valley Medical Center where I shadow nurses in the oncology unit. Thus far in my internship I have been given a first hand look into the various jobs that make up the oncology department, how medications are administered and what their purposes are, patient care techniques, etc. This internship has not only allowed me to explore my intense interest for the study of oncology but radiology as well seeing as how I am able to rotate between the two units depending on the day. I have also gained an extensive knowledge through observations at the infusion center located downstairs when I travel with patients who are receiving treatment.…
Only two more hours left and then I get to go home and sit in the air conditioning” I thought to myself as sweat was dripping down my face.…
My name is Allison Dilaurentis; I am currently attending Eastridge High School. The reason I'm Interested in the medical field is because the human body and all its functions fascinate me to the fullest. Knowing the life of a person lying in my hands is very important to me and I'm aware and prepared for all the responsibilities it comes with. Being that I one day want to join the Medical field I want to have as many real life hands on experiences and practice as possible. Having the opportunity of being able to be a part of this wonderful summer program would be an honor if given the chance. I want to become a Trauma Surgeon one day and I believe this program would be a very beneficial way to learn more deeply how fast pace the medical field really is rather than hearing it learning it from a book. I am a very intelligent driven student and I know this program would benefit me the to the fullest from everything taught to me during the camp. I know I will put to use every experience encountered during various field trips to medical facilities will improve the way I tend to my desired profession in the Medical Field. Med Camp would also give me a very large advantage by teaching me the basics and learning how critical any situation in the medical field can be. I know attending Med Camp during the summer will give me extensive practice and immense knowledge that I may have not learned till I was older or till my Internship or Fellowship before being on my own in the Medical field. In the end I would really love to be given the opportunity to attend this prestigious program to learn and experience fully all the medical field has to offer.…
When I had first volunteered at a preparatory school as a teacher’s assistant, I was thrilled and excited. I enjoyed working with children and I admit, was slightly disillusioned with expectations that the children would be dutiful and effortless to watch over. Unfortunately, all my prior imaginations crashed the second I entered the classroom. Everywhere I saw, it was pure chaos. I dodged a flying crayon as I saw children running around throwing paper airplanes, balls, while others just stared at their iPads, focused on the latest game. Not a single one of them even listened to me or glanced at me as I tried to yell over the loud chatter.…
I would like to contribute to the 96 percent success rate of interns who passed on the first try at the UVA Health System dietetic internship. I want to acquire the necessary skills and professional behaviors to become an entry-level dietitian and this dietetic internship would provide me with the techniques and tools to get me there. In the future I would like to become a board certified specialist in either nutrition support or pediatrics. Being an intern at UVA health systems would present me with the opportunities to explore different specialties of nutrition by learning from well-respected experts to help me determine which area I am most passionate about. Getting the opportunity to participate in unique rotations such as transplant, PICU and nutrition support emergency/medicine will give me an advantage in the future to learn what specialty suits me the…
Hundreds of people wearing clothes that looks as if they are striped pajamas, all have some kind of numbers that looks as if it is tattooed on their wrist, and people collapsing from dehydration and starvation. Not a single smile on anyone's face but on these ruthless people that looks as if they are actual soldiers, pointing guns at the people's heads and gunshots going off with a loud thud of the now dead human being. The place looks like it could be a prison but worse and more deadly. There are no buildings unless you count these places that look like cottages but only have bunk beds with no blankets or pillows. Not a single sign of happiness in the environment but, only a sign of death and despair.…